Day 15 of 20 day fast.

In such a bad mood.
My fucking ex, that i was talking about, "i", is back in the scene. I hate the way he makes me feel, i really do. Hes such a dick, he'll tell me how much he loves me, and hug me and crap, then go and flirt with everybody else. I can't stand it.
So, i wrote this, because I need to get thin to show him what lost:

You know what? FUCK YOU.
Fuck you for making me feel the way I do.
Fuck you for the times you hurt me.
Fuck you for the times you made me think you cared.
Fuck you for being with me, then going and flirting with her.
Fuck you for the times you made me laugh.
Fuck you for the times you made me cry.
Fuck you for making me fall in love.
Fuck you for making me believe you ever felt the same.
Fuck you for to this day, making me believe I stood a chance with you.
Fuck you for only being sweet when you were lonley.
Fuck you for trying to be cool around your mates.
Fuck you for thinking that I could never live without you.
Fuck you because you were wrong.
Fuck you because I don't need you.
Fuck you, because all I need is the Lord, and Ana.
Fuck you, I Don't want you back.

Oh, and when i was drinking the other day, i emailed myself (wtf? hha) saying how upset i was, becasue all the girls at the party were staring at me and bitching about me.
i talked to my friend about it (at the party) and she said they were probably just jealous. I wrote the email, saying how they shouldnt be jealous, im the one with an eating disorder, depression, an addiction tp perscription drugs, among other things. man.
thats depressing :/

well, 5 days left of this fast, which will bring me to sunday, where i should be under 60kgs. sweet.
if im not....? i don't even want to think about it.